"No matter how those Demon Lords see us, it doesn't matter."
"When soldiers come, we block them. When water comes, we dam it."
"I won't allow anyone to extend their hands into our territory. You have my word."
Hearing Emiya Shirou's calm declaration, everyone present visibly relaxed.
After all, his promises had always carried weight.
For reasons no one could fully explain, when Emiya Shirou said something like this, it simply felt reliable.
"Hearing Shirou say things like that always makes me feel at ease," Rimuru said cheerfully, propping his cheek on one hand as he leaned against the table.
"Instead of relying on me," Emiya Shirou replied flatly, "why don't you hurry up and think of a way to evolve into a Demon Lord?"
"Eh-hehe!"
Rimuru immediately played dumb, laughing awkwardly as if he hadn't heard anything.
"...Forget it." Emiya Shirou waved his hand helplessly. "Let's put the Demon Lord evolution aside for now."
Then his expression turned more serious.
"Do you have any concrete thoughts about our current situation?"
"Our current situation?" Rimuru blinked, momentarily confused.
"...It really looks like you haven't thought about it at all," Emiya Shirou said, shaking his head lightly.
"After the Orc Disaster, our existence has been completely exposed to the surrounding nations."
"And with Milim's arrival, we've also entered the Demon Lords' field of vision."
"From now on, probes will keep coming. Constantly."
"What are your plans?"
"Ah, that," Rimuru said, finally understanding. His expression gradually became more serious. "I'm planning to cooperate with nearby powers as much as possible."
"Peaceful trade. Friendly relations. That's the direction I want to take."
He paused briefly before continuing.
"At the same time, our actual effective control within the Great Forest of Jura is only around thirty percent."
"Gradually expanding that is also going to be one of our next major goals."
His voice cooled slightly.
"But if those powers ignore our goodwill and insist on conflict..."
"Then we'll have no choice but to stop killing with killing."
A cold light flashed through Rimuru's eyes.
It wasn't bloodlust.
It was resolve.
Emiya Shirou nodded.
"I understand."
"In that case, external diplomacy is up to you."
"As for expanding the territory of the Jura Great Forest Alliance..."
"I'll take care of that."
"Ah, then it's decided!"
Rimuru immediately stretched out his right hand.
Emiya Shirou looked at it for a moment, then extended his own.
Their palms clasped together firmly.
The next day.
Just as dawn broke-
"Boom!"
The door to Emiya Shirou's room was thrown open.
"Get clothes!"
Milim burst in without warning, standing proudly with her hands on her hips.
"...I see."
Emiya Shirou instantly understood everything.
This was Rimuru's doing.
Using the excuse of helping Milim pick out clothes, he had completely dumped her onto Emiya Shirou, while he himself went off to enjoy some peace and quiet.
"I'll remember this, Rimuru," Emiya Shirou cursed inwardly, though his face still carried a polite smile.
"Achoo!"
Elsewhere.
"Huh?" Shion tilted her head. "Are you okay, Lord Rimuru? Did you catch a cold?"
"I'm fine!" Rimuru rubbed his nose irritably. "I'm a slime! How could I get sick!?"
Even as he spoke, he was already heading toward the cave where Gabiru and Vesta were conducting their research.
Today was the day.
The results of the Full Recovery Potion.
He needed to personally confirm whether the finished product met his expectations.
And also discuss future production and sales.
"So busy..." Rimuru muttered to himself, letting out a short sigh as he continued on.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal colliding rang out as Emiya Shirou's fist met Milim's.
Despite being flesh and blood, the impact echoed as if steel had slammed into steel.
The shockwave rippled outward.
"Tch-hard," Emiya Shirou muttered.
He dispersed the force through his body, halting his backward momentum and regaining his stance. A dull ache lingered in the back of his hand, making him reflexively shake it.
It had been a long time since he'd felt something like this.
After all, Emiya Shirou possessed a Divine Blessing that comprehensively enhanced his physical capabilities.
Against opponents with uneven development, he usually relied on raw physical superiority to overwhelm them.
But Milim was different.
Facing her, even close combat was a struggle.
"Hmph, hmph," Milim said smugly, hands on her hips. "I didn't expect your hand-to-hand combat to be this good, Hero."
"You really surprise me."
Having experienced it firsthand again after their previous battle, her praise was genuine.
"Call me big brother."
"Huh?" Milim frowned. "We're opponents right now. Why would I call you that?"
"Is that so?" Emiya Shirou said calmly.
He casually reached into his Imaginary Space and took out a cold drink he'd prepared earlier.
He shook it lightly.
"Then I guess this sweet cold drink can only be enjoyed by me."
"No-wait!" Milim's eyes instantly locked onto the bottle. "Big Brother Shirou, I was wrong!"
In a flash, she rushed over, hugging Emiya Shirou around the waist and shaking him vigorously.
Seeing her surrender so decisively, Emiya Shirou couldn't help but smile.
"Here."
He handed the drink over.
Although it was still morning and consuming cold drinks wasn't exactly good for the body-
This was Demon Lord Milim.
Her constitution probably made such concerns meaningless.
Milim immediately squatted to the side, happily sipping her drink, her expression radiating satisfaction.
Emiya Shirou walked over to a large tree nearby and sat down at its base, leaning against the trunk.
He watched her quietly.
Earlier, although Milim and Rimuru had both asked him to help her get clothes, Emiya Shirou had first brought her out to the outskirts of town for morning training.
That had been intentional.
A plan he'd come up with the night before.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have prepared the cold drink as a reward in advance.
"As expected of Milim," Emiya Shirou thought, a faint smile appearing. "Training with her is at least three times more effective than with anyone else."
"Truly satisfying."
His gaze shifted to the translucent Divine Blessing panel floating in front of him.
Then, to the skill list.
A new entry was there.
『Rho Aias』
• Weapon explosion damage and range are super-dimensionally enhanced.
• At the cost of weapon destruction, weapon performance is enhanced without limit until destruction.
"This skill..."
Emiya Shirou examined it quietly.
It was something that had appeared when he updated his status last night.
Clearly, it had been acquired during his battle with Milim.
But yesterday had been completely occupied by accompanying Milim around town, so he hadn't had time to properly review his abilities.
Now, seeing it clearly, the meaning was obvious.
This skill further reinforced the power he had used before.
At the same time, it formally recorded the ability that had allowed him to defeat Milim in that decisive moment.
"I remember it clearly," Emiya Shirou thought.
"When I detonated Ea, I instinctively manipulated it in a strange way."
"That was how I completed that counterattack."
"At that moment... something was definitely guiding me."
His gaze shifted slightly.
To another skill.
『Hero's Egg』
"...Could that have been a miracle?"
A quiet realization settled in.
"It seems the power of a Hero really has given me the ability to create miracles."
"This isn't an ability belonging to the heroes of this world."
"It's something born from the collision between this world and the DanMachi world."
"A miracle unique to me."
Emiya Shirou closed the panel.
Above him, sunlight filtered through the leaves.
Beside him, Milim hummed cheerfully as she finished her drink.
For now, the forest was peaceful.
But he knew.
The next storm would come soon.
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